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Because
you have not kept My ways,
Because
you do not take Me to heart,
Because
you no longer Me fear,
As I have been witness,
I send the voice of one
crying in the wilderness
To prepare My Way,
For I must come
Like a refiner's fire
Like a launderer's soap
To purify My filthy ones,
So as in the days of old
I may come near again.
Malachi 2:2, 9,14 and 3:5
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